In addition to brown old ginger, green onions, red peppers and fruits, and two spices, Jefrey actually discovered the lowest-grade plants in the ground.

Tianxincao: Dijie low-quality micro-purified blood

It is a precious plant that can store bloodlines, and I don’t know if it works for Ziofra.

Anyway, my bloodline didn't feel any attraction, so it was probably because the bloodline of the Lord of Food was too weird, and this Tianxin Grass could not bring any temptation to it at all.

Seeing that a group of elves had already used secret techniques to clean up and were about to return home successfully, Jevre didn't say much, but asked to slow down the speed of going back a little so that he could search for other plants himself.

Amonlus hesitated for a while, perhaps because he was stimulated by Jevre's proposal to act alone, he reluctantly agreed.

After all, judging from the previous results, Jevre's combat power is not only weird, but also really powerful.

With Jevre by his side, even if the return speed is much slower, it can be much safer.

As for other new guys who came to the scene, they all had Xuan-level little guys. After hearing the results of the Pilu Flying Eagle, they were full of admiration, and there were countless small stars flashing in their eyes, and they even placed their safety in the hands of Jevrei, and they did not dare to refute at all.

In a world where the strong are respected, all the words of the strong make sense.

Jevre was already accustomed to walking with sharp claws, and in the admiration and curious eyes of the place, he continued to search for various strange plants quietly.

On the way back, Jevre, who changed his route, really gained a lot. In addition to nearly fifty seasonings that can serve as plants, he also found many Xuan-level medicinal plants.

These medicinal plants were not kept alone, but were given to Amonlus. Compared to themselves, they needed these medicinal plants that stopped bleeding and nourish the body.

As for other rare and special-effect plants, Jevrey did not find them at all, perhaps because they were not remote enough.

However, a group of forest elves were quite excited. Dozens of violent demon pigs at the beginning of the Earth level blocked Jevre's return, and all of them became ingredients.

A group of elves who returned home with a full load were relatively lucky. They did not encounter other particularly powerful monsters. They returned to the canyon with more than three million pounds of ingredients with excitement.

Amid the exclamation of the cave guards, a group of elves who went out to hunt were warmly welcomed by the other forest elves.

Especially this time, there were no casualties, and a group of elves' relatives were filled with tears.

As for the Elves and the resting place of Brizia, looking at the hunting results that were comparable to the usual five or six times, his mouth widened, and he was so excited that he didn't know what to say.

After listening to the specific report of Amonlus, who was also excited, the elf elder hurriedly came to Jevre, who was sorting out the plants with his staff.

"Xiao Lei, thank you! The tribe members can finally have a good meal for a while. I, the elder, are incompetent! I have suffered a lot from the child."

The great elf elder, whose excitement was beyond words, looked at Jevre affectionately, causing his heart to roll.

Damn, don't use my wings, I'm not interested in male elves.

"It should be done by the way, and there is no need to do this."

Jevre shook his figure, avoiding the wrinkled old face, and then avoiding his thin claws, and resolutely not giving the elf elder any chance.

"Xiao Lei, look at the next time you hunt, can you go together? I really can't leave the station, otherwise..."

"No problem, small things, I can take the opportunity to find condiments anyway."

When Jevre was chatting with Amonlus before, he learned the real reason why the Elves Elder did not go out to hunt, so he nodded without hesitation.

The elf elder was also injured in his aura, and he had to protect the unconscious patriarch and the little guys in the canyon, and he didn't have much energy to hunt.

"By the way, I won't talk to you more. Now I have a lot of seasonings. I will show my cooking skills later to let you see the outside world's diet so that you won't always think I'm bragging."

Looking at the elves that kept coming, Jevre quickly rolled up a large number of plant condiments, flapped his wings, and instantly stayed away from this place of right and wrong.

Especially those elves with burning eyes, once they are entangled, they will not get out of here for a while.

I have side quests, and four days have passed, but I haven’t made an eight-star dish.

If you continue to delay, the task time limit will pass in a flash, and who will you cry when you are going to?

When I arrived at the empty wooden kitchen, I became more and more mentally, so I rolled up a mysterious kitchen knife and quickly processed a dry plant seasoning.

These elves who are not dedicated enough actually went to welcome the elves who returned from hunting, without any professionalism.

After sorting out a dry natural seasoning similar to cinnamon, fennel, cinnamon, peppers, green onions, and lemons, Jevre smiled at a dry seasoning that reached the level of the Xuan-level quality.

Not to mention anything else, the quality of the condiments in the Xiao Jade Forest is really good, and it is obviously much better than the private collection in the storage ring.

Whether it is color, fragrance, taste, or appearance, it must be higher.

However, compared with the taste in my hometown, it can only be said to be four or five points similar, and it is always mixed with many other flavors.

It is a blessing to have a loss of horses, but this has given Jevre more inspiration.

After almost an hour of busy work, Jevre welcomed the belated Pasley.

"Where are the others? Why haven't you come back yet? Are you not planning to have dinner?"

While putting more than 30 kinds of condiments into wooden barrels, Jevre asked Pasley curiously who had returned alone.

"Are you still busy dealing with those monsters? I really didn't see that you are so powerful! This time I went out to hunt is probably the most prey in the past two years."

Pasley looked at Pilu Flying Eagle with a bright look, as if it was his first time to know Jevre.

"What's so awesome? If you really are as powerful as you said, you won't be chased and run away."

Jevre smiled bitterly with those hawkish eyes, and he wanted to act in the whole set.

"Accompany me to choose some fresh ingredients and make some special dishes. You can try it and see if you are accustomed to eating."

"No problem. I heard you talk about it for several days, but I have been reluctant to do it, saying that the seasoning is short. I really want to try it and see what the dark elves outside eat."

Pasley, who was chanted for several days, was unable to see the true face of Mount Lu. He immediately took Jevre straight to the large-scale slaughtering site nine miles away without hesitation.

The slaughterhouse was in a clearing field deep in the canyon, surrounded by strange plants, a rippling pool, and a stream more than ten feet wide.

The shimmering waves, the clear water in the middle of the pool is surging constantly.

The blood and filth that remained when dealing with the monsters were taken away by the sweet streams and then disappeared into the underground river a mile away.

There are more than ten elves and a powerful carnivorous vine plant guarding the underground river at any time, in case any strange creatures rushed out of the underground river that was about fifteen feet in radius.

Many internal organs that are considered good things in Jevre were thrown to carnivorous plants, which was simply a waste of resources.

A few days ago, Jevre wondered why he had never seen the internal organs of the monsters. After chatting, he understood the reason.

The smell of mutton and bloody smell of the internal organs of the monster is particularly strong. A group of elf chefs cannot handle it completely. After making it into a finished product, they cannot swallow it at all. Over time, it becomes a habit.

After obtaining Pasley's reluctant consent, Jevre took about 500 pounds of violent demon pork from different parts, 500 pounds of demon rhino meat, and hundreds of pounds of pig intestines, beef liver, pig blood and pig belly. In a strange and silenced look, he returned to the wooden kitchen with Pasley.

In order to properly impact the eight-star dishes, Jefrey did not choose at will.

Demon pork is the food in the lower realm of the earth, while Demon rhino meat is all the middle realm of the earth. If this fails, Jefrey should reflect on himself.

After thinking for a while, Jevre confidently treated all kinds of ingredients that had been washed.

The sword light was like a dream, with unparalleled speed and stormy music beats, and in Pasley's incredible eyes, almost two hundred pounds of ingredients were processed one by one.

It is as thin as a cicada's wing, or even in thickness, or equal in size, or square...

Jevre, who had full sword skills, was startled Pasley. After all, Jevre did not make such a show a few days ago.

Although he is in the state of a flying eagle with no hands, it is not particularly convenient, but with his increasingly skillful mental power, Jevre still sprinkles different formulas of seasonings one by one on ingredients of different shapes according to the carefully considered process, and slowly marinate them to taste.

Not only that, the unique massage techniques that have not been used for a long time also reappear with the help of mental power.

Wrapped by mental power, the slices of meat suspended in the air without using any vessels are like flying moths, rolling back and forth evenly.

Fortunately, on the way back, I got more than a hundred Xuan-level bird eggs by chance, otherwise there would be no egg whites to use.

These elves cooks are still too conservative and dare not be brave enough to innovate. They always hold on to the simple and crude dishes and refuse to let go.

If they open a restaurant in their hometown, they will be able to lose their lives sooner or later.

Just as Jevre was about to light the fire, the other elf chefs who rushed over after hearing the news stood by Pasley's reminder, waiting for Jevre's cooking performance.

What we use here is not a flame crystal, but a fast-growing fruit wood.

Not to mention, the flame is stable and the unique fruit wood fragrance permeates the kitchen, which has a unique flavor.

If you use this secret fruit wood to roast duck for a hot stove, or Nanning roast duck, you should have a good review.

With the help of local flint, after igniting the fruit wood, Jevre began the long-lost grease cooking work in a gray metal pot.

Damn elf chef, not only without animal fat, but also without vegetable oil, is simply a test of Jevre's nerves.

As a large amount of golden grease spilled out of the bottom of the pan, a strong grease aroma filled the kitchen.

Pasley and the chefs looked at each other in a glance at the grease at the bottom of the pot, and couldn't help but twitch their noses a few times, and then secretly swallowed a little in the rolling golden oil residue.

"Don't speak first, and I'll talk about it when I finish my work."

Looking back at the elf chefs who were reluctant to speak, Jevre interrupted the other party mercilessly, and then continued to devote himself to his work.

The bloodline was quietly integrated into the breath, making the already fragrant two large pots of grease shining with golden light, and the fragrance became more and more attractive.

Without caring about the saliva swallowing sounds behind me, Jevre, who was despised in his heart, filtered the oil repeatedly and placed it in a wooden vat.

As for the golden oil residue, Jefrey was not willing to throw it away, and he planned to make a soup dish later.

With the oil and fat, Jevre is now officially preparing to cook.

Slimming tenderloin, vinegar meatballs, boiled liver flowers in water, soft stewed pork belly...

Ten dishes that had already been in their hearts were already in their hearts. In the incredible eyes of the elf chefs of Pasley, they were filled with big and small flames, and the metal pots were rising and falling. After repeated consideration, the heat was appropriately combined with seasonings, flowing water, without any sense of stagnation, and finally they were out of the pot one by one.
Chapter completed!